From time immemorial, it is known that to lead life isn’t easy
and at times, the path we have to thread, tends to be hazy.
So, whenever I seem to have any sort of clue
It’s heavenwards, I think, its best to look upto.
Though wouldn’t have waited, either the time or tide
circumstances would’ve made things to get pushed aside.
How to carry on, when I seem to have any sort of clue
It’s heavenwards, I think, its best to look upto.
The tide brings a storm which would take time to clear
and one can, till then, to sit back and wonder in fear.
About when I’ll get to see the sun, when I’ve no clue
It’s heavenwards, I think, its best to look upto.
Time is sure to bring, in someway, a silver lining
which maybe a harbinger in life as a new beginning.
Yet when it’ll happen, when I don’t have any clue
It’s heavenwards, I think, its best to look upto.
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